May Night
The spring is fresh and fearless
And every leaf is new,
The world is brimmed with moonlight,
The lilac brimmed with dew.
Here in the moving shadows
I catch my breath and sing –
My heart is fresh and fearless
And over-brimmed with spring.
~~
Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)
from Rivers to the Sea, 1915
[Poem is in the public domain in Canada, the United States, and the European Union]
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